"Uncle Master, below is Mang Mountain. There are really many ghost clans. Where did they come from?"

On the deck of the floating boat, Moning looked at Mang Mountain below with a surprised look on his face. In addition to surprise, there was also a hint of excitement in his eyes.

In addition to him, the same is true for other Taoists.

"There are so many ghosts in Mang Mountain. The ghost gate was opened before and it didn't attract them."

"Maybe they weren't fully mature at that time."

"That's true, but this Mang Mountain is known as the Twenty-Four Blessed Lands of Taoism. Who would have thought that so many ghost clans could be born here."

"It's a blessed place for us living people, and it's not the same for these ghosts."

Seeing that everyone had begun to discuss, the old Taoist named Chen, who was the headmaster of Shangqingguan, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Please take action quickly. If you don't take action, all my disciples and grandchildren will be harmed by these ghosts."

"The orthodoxy that I have maintained for hundreds of years in the Qing Dynasty will be destroyed in one day."

After hearing the words of the old man, everyone immediately stopped talking, and the next second they all looked at Qin Tian who was standing in the center, as if waiting for him to make the final decision.

Facing everyone's gaze, Qin Tian immediately spoke.

"Look what I'm doing, go down and save people."

As soon as he finished saying this, everyone saw him raising his hand in the direction of Shangqing Temple and punching out a talisman.

As soon as the talisman approached the Shangqing Temple, it immediately turned into a golden light barrier and trapped the entire Shangqing Temple upside down. As the golden light above the barrier circulated, all the invading Yin Qi was immediately blocked.

outside.

At the same time, the surrounding ghosts immediately noticed this slight abnormality.

Although they were ghosts, they obviously didn't know much about the golden light barrier in front of them.

Immediately, a group of unconscious wandering souls rushed towards the barrier.

But as soon as their bodies hit the barrier, they were immediately burned to ashes by the golden light above the barrier.

It wasn't until hundreds of ghosts died that the ghosts that followed finally gained their memories.

Seeing this scene, all the Taoists on the floating boat also breathed a long sigh of relief.

As long as the Shangqing Temple is protected, all that's left is to clean up the ghosts below.

"Comrades, I'll leave the rest to you, but I hope you can leave some alive instead of killing them all."

On the bow of the ship, Qin Tian said seriously to the Taoist disciples who were eager to try.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

"Besides, there are so many ghosts that we won't be able to kill them all in a short while."

After making some assurances, everyone jumped down towards the bottom of the flying boat.

Before they even landed, these people from the Taoist sect had already begun to use their own methods to attack.

There are more than ten thunders summoned alone.

Looking at the people who were already huddled together, Qin Tian calmly took out four small triangular flags from his sleeves.

As soon as he threw these four small flags, they flew in the four directions of Mang Mountain.

When these small flags landed on the ground, they immediately burst into bursts of golden light.

In the blink of an eye, a huge magic circle enveloped the entire Mang Mountain.

From a distance, it looks like a square arena.

At this moment, the two parties fighting were the people of the Taoist sect and the army of the ghost clan.

After everything was arranged properly, Qin Tian casually took out a recliner and lay down on it quietly.

While drinking a drink leisurely, he watched the battle below without any intention of taking action.

In fact, he did not intend to take action this time.

In his opinion, the people below are just a group of beings who have just turned into ghosts, and their strength is only a little bit stronger than ordinary people.

The strength of most wandering souls is not even as good as ordinary people.

With such strength, if Qin Tian went down now, wouldn't he join an adult in openly beating a group of babies who had just learned to crawl?

Not only is this pointless, it also has no benefit whatsoever.

It's better to just watch here, wait until they are almost done fighting, and then go down and control the situation.

And what happened next was indeed not much different from what he expected.

I saw that the aggressive group of Taoist masters were all acting extremely violently after they came off the stage.

The magic sword in his hand is like a chainsaw, whoever comes will die.

It is much easier for the powerful generation like Lin Jiu to save these ghosts than to kill chickens.

Often a thunderstorm can clear an area of ​​ghosts.

Only ten minutes had passed, and half of those ghosts had been killed.

And just when Qin Tian thought that things were almost over here, a very strong Yin Qi suddenly came from below.

Its strength is not as strong as those of ordinary ghosts put together.

Such a huge change immediately attracted Qin Tian's attention.

With a trace of doubt, he quickly looked at the source of the Yin Qi.

The next second there was a strange look in his eyes.

"Hey, is this guy a certain emperor from ancient times?"

"He was a human king during his lifetime, but became a ghost king after his death?"

"But yes, there are countless emperors buried in Mang Mountain. It's not surprising that such a thing happens."

"I just don't know which one of them it is."

Qin Tian, ​​who was still a little uninterested at first, suddenly became interested at this moment.

And at this time, the ghost who was suspected to be an emperor of a certain dynasty was already fighting with the heavenly masters.

At the beginning, he might have been beaten by several Taoist masters because he didn't have enough control over his own power.

But with each blow, his strength began to gradually emerge, and bursts of strong Yin Qi emitted from his hands.

There are also horrifying visions of mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and mountains and forests of bones.

Several real people were injured by him accidentally.

Seeing that everyone suffered a loss, Qin Tian finally couldn't hold it any longer, and with a wave of his hand, a magic sword flew out towards the Ghost King below.

If the Ghost King below was stabbed by this sword, his soul would probably be shattered on the spot.

The Ghost King himself knows this better than anyone else.

Looking at the flying sword falling from the sky, the Ghost King's face was filled with not only fear, but also deep reluctance.

"How could it be like this? I am the destiny of my destiny. How could I fall here? I am not willing to accept it!"

However, just when he thought he was certain to die, the flying sword that fell from the sky suddenly turned into a cage and covered his entire body inside.

Although it didn't hurt his life, it left him unable to move again.
Chapter completed!